Mmm… I can feel myself getting so naughty just thinking about you watching me… the way the Christmas lights catch the glass candy cane in my hand makes me shiver, and I keep imagining it sliding over me, slow and teasing, while your eyes are glued to every move. I wish you were here… I’d let you see every shiver, every gasp, every little sigh I can’t hide. I want you to imagine your hands on me too, teasing me, helping me unwrap myself… I’m so wet just thinking about it, and you haven’t even touched me yet. You’d love seeing me like this, so desperate and playful, almost begging… almost yours… just for tonight. I bet you’re imagining it too, aren’t you?